Tuesday, 9 July 2013

Fool's Gold

The sun gave them false hope.

Bill was completely fooled.

He stood on his porch. Stretched his arms towards the sky like he was auditioning for the lead role in Oklahoma.

For her part, she felt that the day was like an event. Like the release of a new Beatles album.

They dragged their furniture outside.

A bottle of champagne was chilling in the fridge. The evening was going to sparkle!

Friends would come round and exercise their endless capacity for talk.

But sometime in the afternoon there was a hint of snow flaking in the air.

The sun was finally seen for what it really was.

2 comments:

  1. This one is deadly. The exclamation point kills me. The last sentence is funny and sad at the same time. These are really great.

    I love this voice and tone.

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  2. Thanks Susan. I don't go in for exclamation marks all that often. Glad that this one worked.

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